Waiting.
Waiting for Kafka.
Waiting for Godot.
Writing.
Writing to pass the time.
Writing about Kafka.
20 minutes to pass.
20 lines with 20 letters.
Maybe more. Maybe less.
I am waiting.
Kafka is waiting.
Waiting.
Just waiting.
Spending time.
People pass.
Patience.
I have time.
Although time is nothing to have or not have.
You don’t have time.
You spend time.
But spending also implies possession.
Time spends you.
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